Like many startups, we end up doing much of our work at the local Starbucks. However, in our industry it’s just as common to find us doing work at various bars, clubs, and other alcohol-fueled venues. This may sound glamorous, and it usually is- free drinks from bar owners, happy drunk customers, and party music certainly make things more interesting. On the other hand, we do have to deal with some unique workplace distractions. For example, I’m currently hard at work updating our NOVA data at the She Sha Hookah Bar in Blacksburg- while enjoying some Lemon Mint hookah and Brooklyn Lager, of course. I recently had the… um, “pleasure” of meeting Mike:
Who is Mike? That’s a great question. Mike is blackout drunk at the moment, and took it upon himself to come sit with me and start smoking my hookah. I’ve never met this guy in my life, but out of curiosity I decided to ask my new friend about himself-
Will: Hi, do I know you?
Mike: I’m Mike
Will: Um…. how’s it going Mike?
Will: So, where are your friends Mike?
Mike: You’re my friend bro.
Will: Alright then. What’s your major, my friend?
And that’s all I was able to get out of him. He wandered off to crash a few other conversations, and then came back. And then wandered off again. Then came back and tried to drink my beer. I might have been bothered by my new drunk friend, but at this point random drunk people are a pretty common sighting at any Tabbie office. Just another day working in the nightlife technology industry.
Here’s to you, Drunk Mike! I hope you don’t pass out in a ditch somewhere.
Today was my first day out in NYC talking to bars. The awkwardness of talking to strangers has completely worn off and Justin and I had a good time chatting up local merchants and doing the initial leg work on Tabbie NYC. The stereotypically grouchy and mean new yorkers were actually really nice. Turns out the #1 rule of Tabbie still applies, even in NYC: if a person manages/owns/works at a bar, he/she can only be so much of an ass.
While on the streets (does this sound thug? I wanted it to) we walked into a place called Kabin on 2nd ave between 5 and 6th st. The bartender was under the bar cleaning when she told us the specials so when she said “Our happy hour is buy 1 get 1 of anything”, I immediately felt a wave of skepticism akin to the meme below.
Buy 1 get 1 of anything in the bar? I had to have misheard what she said. “Come again?”, I managed to say . She repeated herself. “Wow”, I said, yet I was really thinking “GTFO, STFU, NGAPLZ, etc”. I think I may have found my bar in East Village.
Dogfish Head Red and White Beer
There are some days when building Tabbie involves sitting in a dark, dungeon-like room in front of a computer, wondering when real friends were replaced by online friends. Ok it’s never that bad but the most fun part of Tabbie is getting out and talking to the local bars and clubs. It adds to our database, gets our brand out there, and proves the value of something like Tabbie. At the time of this post, Will and I have visited at least 50 bars in person (woohoo). If we had a drink at each of those bars, we’d be 1.) broke and 2.) constantly intoxicated. However, some days the quality of bars that we visit requires us to indulge in a drink or two. Yesterday was one of those days.
Will and I were in Falls Church, Va visiting Dogfish Head Alehouse. If you haven’t been and you consider yourself a beer guy (or gal), you’re doing yourself a disservice. While there, I indulged in a wonderful Belgian White called “Red and White.” It is 10% ABV and, at $10.50 for a 12oz pour, is not what I usually go for. The bartender told me that this beer is aged in a pinot noir barrel and is enriched with the the tiny little stars that come off of Mario when he he has starpower. I bought it and it was GREAT! It has a sweet, flavorful bite at the front of the tongue but finishes smooth. All was good. However, I realized that it was Tuesday, which meant that we could go Mad Fox Brewing Company for one of their more awesome drink specials- fill up a growler (.53 gallons) of freshly-tapped beer for just $8. We got a growler of their “Diabolik Belgian Strong Ale.” It tastes a bit like Samuel Adams Imperial White and is a bit heavy-handed for my tastes, though Will really liked it. Still, I have to wonder- when is paying $10.50 for 12oz of one Belgian beer better than paying $8 for a growler of another? The answer is… never. Never ever ever.